''If you think you can it, then fine you can do it all by yourselves!''

She said as Miss Halliwell left the room arms raised her paper flying everywhere.

And so I do. From this day onwards, I am putting aside part of my Power as High Executor, to instead bring a swift and relentless justice to the Apothecarium.

From this day onwards, Bearach Blackaxe is the Law, Judge and Executioner.

To show my good faith in this matter, I am Forcing everyone to drop their charges as of now. Including my own accusations of La'vey. I am also never accusing anyone professionally ever again.

However, I am hereby also declaring and forcing anyone who disagrees, to abide by the new Law of the Apothecarium.All things will continues as before with the exception that I, Bearach Blackaxe, Relinquish my power to accuse and prosecute, instead taking a different standpoint, which I will take responsibly and with logic. I will deem who is guilty of what, with what evidence, Trials are a thing of the past, All proof will be passed to me, I will make a verdict and exact it upon those who are deserving of it. All of this will only happen after it has been approved by the person above me, the Overseer, Desmond Hodges.

I am frustrated that it has had to come to this, we are not overgrown homocidal children.

P.S Anyone who agrees to this, is to write their name onto this parchment.

Signed: High Executor Bearach Blackaxe, First of the Senior Apothecaries.

Anthorius stops for a short moment to take a quick look at the parchment and chuckles quietly.

"Like he's any better then the rest.. This will end up with a lot of broken bones and buried Apothecaries." He moves on towards the exit of the hall. "The Shores of Tirisfal look awfully good this time of the year."

Tristan peered at the parchment and lighted a tobacca, quickly beginning to smoke, whilst keeping his eyes on the parchment. He then began to chuckle and quickly wrote his name on the parchment with an elegant ink pen, and turned away, walking away.

Hetty stopped to give a peer at the parchment before letting out an almost inaudible sigh, she reaches into her bags, smiling as she runs a claw over the crystal she was given and takes out a quill, gently signing her name near the rest of the names and then puts it away, eyeing the parchment again.

Claudine sneaked out of the storage, where she had been gathering the rest of her undone personal projects, wishing not to be seen or especially paid attention to.Her attention was caught by a note in the wall. Adjusting her eyeglasses and reading the note, she shook her head.

"So this is what you have been working on... There is no cure for the foolishness, I suppose"